When Logan Xiang was dragged out of the car by Levi and thrown to the ground, the surroundings were very quiet. The only sounds could be heard: the whistling of the north wind and the low whimpering of Ava Li in her throat.
He raised his head and wanted to say, "If you want to cry, just cry." This voice made Shen panic as if there was a ghost. But he didn't have the chance to open his mouth. As soon as he raised his head, Levi kicked him on the head.
The snow on the ground was so thin that he could hear the sound of his forehead hitting the rocks beneath the snow.
He hugged his head, which was the only way to protect himself.
He didn't know how Levi and Uncle Harrison were going to deal with him. Would they beat him to death? Uncle Harrison didn't dare to kill someone, but Levi might.
Logan Xiang.
This has been his name for a decade or so... maybe twenty years? Or longer?
Levi raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach. He arched his back and buried his face in the snow, a little breathless.
How old is he? It is unclear. Uncle Harrison said that the piece of paper with his birthday on it was missing, so he has no birthday. 18 is the age he calculated based on a date Uncle Harrison casually said, which he didn't know if it was true or false. Maybe he is younger, maybe older.
Ava Li had been crying, her tears were held in her throat, and the few sounds that occasionally slipped out were filled with fear and despair, adding background music to the people who were silently greeting Logan Xiang.
Want to breathe.
He turned his face away.
Er Pan pinched him from behind the neck and pressed his face into the snow, pressing very hard. The snow was so thin that his nose was pressed into the soil below, and he smelled an indescribable fishy odor.
I can't tell whether it's bloody or earthy.
Dajian finally found an opportunity to show his loyalty to Uncle Harrison, and he swung the stick at him particularly hard.
Logan Xiang even wants to dub him, hehe...
"Xiao Zhan---" Ava Li finally burst into tears and called him with a hoarse voice.
Stop shouting, Logan Xiang frowned. He didn't feel much pain at first, but after being stimulated by her shrill shout, Logan Xiang felt as if his whole body was smashed and he wanted to roll on the ground in pain.
There were three people who beat him, Levi, Dajian, and another one he didn't know, the guy who held Ava Li.
Logan Xiang felt that if he had known that he would be beaten like this, he should have eaten more and gained more weight. This would be too painful...
The stick was broken.
A lot of bones must have been broken, so I can go out and work again, but I don’t know if I will run into Asher Cheng’s car again.
Logan Xiang thought that if he ran into Asher Cheng’s car again, the expression on his face would be quite funny.
For no apparent reason he wanted to laugh, and he started laughing even with his face still buried in the snow that had been trampled into mud. He laughed so happily that it caused sharp pains throughout his body.
"Laugh at your mother!" Levi pulled him up from the ground.
Logan Xiang couldn't stand. His legs didn't seem to be seriously injured, but he couldn't use any strength. His stomach and body ached. He could only kneel. If Levi hadn't grabbed his hair, he would definitely not be able to kneel.
But the arm can still move.
He raised his hand and gave Levi a middle finger. He couldn't say anything, so he just mouthed: "Fcuk you."
Er Pan said nothing, raised his hand and punched him on the temple.
"Doctor Cheng," Nurse Xiao Jiang poked her head in from outside the door, "Would you like something to eat? Pineapple cakes."
Asher Cheng smiled and looked at the time, then stood up: "Eating in the middle of the night again."
"Are you hungry?" Xiao Jiang handed him a few pineapple cakes with a smile. "There's milk over there at the nurse's station. Can I get you a box?"
"No more," Asher Cheng tore open the small bag of pineapple cakes and took a bite, "I have something else to do. You guys eat. How's bed 26?"
"I just pressed the bell and said it hurt," Xiao Jiang frowned, "I guess I won't be able to sleep tonight."
"I will be transferred to the oncology department tomorrow." said Asher Cheng.
After Xiao Jiang left, Asher Cheng sat back at the table.
He didn't know if he had caught a cold from a previous patient, but he felt a little dizzy and his nose was not feeling well. He opened a drawer and took out a packet of instant powder to drink.
There was not much to do at this time, so he finished writing the admission record at hand, closed his eyes and rested for a while, then stood up and stood by the window.
The night was very dark. There was no one under the tree I had seen before. The whole night was very quiet, making people feel like they could sleep for two or three days if they closed their eyes.
Logan Xiang felt very sleepy and was about to fall asleep.
I don't feel any pain in my body anymore.
But just when he was about to fall asleep, someone slapped him in the face, and snow and mud hit his face.
He opened his eyes and saw Uncle Harrison's face. Without the moonlight, Uncle Harrison's face looked a little strange, with his eyes and nose blurred into a mess, but his smile could still be seen.
It was a rather sad smile.
"He's quite resilient. I told you, this kid just won't surrender. Having this kind of person around is a nuisance and will cause trouble sooner or later." Levi's voice came over, and Logan Xiang couldn't tell where the voice came from.
"Xiao Zhan," Uncle Harrison touched his face, "I'm sorry for you. It depends on luck whether your life today can be as good as when I found you."
Logan Xiang stared at Uncle Harrison's collar and gasped for breath desperately. Otherwise, he would suffocate to death in the next second.
"I loved you," Uncle Harrison moved and slowly stood up, "but you are too stubborn. You and I are not on the same page. You made my life very uncomfortable."
Logan Xiang was still staring at Uncle Harrison's collar. The moment Uncle Harrison let go and prepared to stand up, he gathered all his strength and swung his hand towards Uncle Harrison's face.
Uncle Harrison quickly dodged backwards. Logan Xiang did not touch his face, but only grabbed his collar. Then Uncle Harrison kicked him in the chest. He rolled off the roadbed and fell into the dry grass in the ditch.
When did Uncle Harrison and the other two leave? Did they come down to check before they left? How was Ava Li? Was he not unconscious or did he faint and wake up again, or did he faint and wake up again and faint and wake up again... Logan Xiang didn't know any of this.
The only feeling was sleepiness and cold.
Even the pain is gone, it's magical.
Its daybreak.
The sun is out.
The weather is pretty good, and the sun is warm on my body.
I think of the cat on the wall who loves to hug his tail...
Logan Xiang lay in a pile of dry grass, his right hand clenched into a fist and never loosened.
The wind blew through the yellow dry grass, making a rustling sound, and the shadows of the grass swayed on his face in the sunlight.
Logan Xiang closed his eyes in the flickering light and darkness.
I won’t die. I can’t die. My “other life” hasn’t even begun yet.
"Doctor," a girl sitting on a chair in the consulting room waved her arms, "please take a look at this splint. Why is it shaking so much?"
"Sing another song," Asher Cheng checked the splint on her arm and looked up at her. "Did you remove it yourself?"
This girl was the one who broke her bone while swinging a bottle at a KTV. Asher Cheng had a deep impression of her because of her loud singing voice.
"I've removed it. I heard that the handles of splints are blackened. I was afraid that you would wrap it too tightly, so I loosened it myself..." The girl sighed, "It seems to be too loose. Hey, why don't you put a plaster cast on me? It would be much better to put a plaster cast on me."
"...You should drink less next time," Asher Cheng said helplessly, "That day you refused to let me use plaster, saying that plaster is cold and will cause arthritis. Don't you remember?"
"Ah? What I said?" The girl looked confused, "How can I have such knowledge? Where did I learn it... Hey, doctor, why don't you call Cheng Fuyan again..."
Asher Cheng didn't have the energy to chat with her. He worked the night shift yesterday and slept at home for half a day today. His colleague suddenly suffered from gallstones, so he came here again.
When his mother called to remind him to eat Dendrobium officinale, he didn't dare to tell her about it, for fear that she would worry.
After reworking the girl's arm, he yawned and rubbed his face. It was almost time to get off work, and there was only one patient who came to remove the plaster, so it was still early today.
As usual, I walked out of the hospital wondering whether I should eat something at night. The weather was good today. The snow stopped in the middle of the night, and the sun came out all day, and the wind was warm.
When Asher Cheng walked into the underground parking lot, he felt a little stuffy and suffocated. The parking lot was too stingy. They only opened half of the exhaust every day. If you came in in the summer, it would be like taking a shower when you came out.
He stood between aisle 2 and aisle 3 for a long time, not remembering where his car was parked. He pressed the remote control all the way, and finally turned from aisle 2 to aisle 3 before he saw his car.
Asher Cheng opened the car door and threw the bag into the car. He walked around the car out of habit and just as he turned the front of the car, he suddenly saw a hand next to the rear wheel of the car against the wall.
He was so frightened that he almost bumped into the car next to him when he stepped back subconsciously.
"Who's there?" Asher Cheng asked after calming down.
His hand didn't move, and no one answered him.
Asher Cheng hesitated for two seconds and walked over.
As soon as he turned to the back of the car, he was stunned.
A man sat leaning against the back of his car, his head bowed, his arms hanging at his sides.
Then he saw the bright triangular fluorescent pattern on the man's sleeves and his tangled Mohawk.
"Logan Xiang?!" Asher Cheng quickly squatted down and heard that his own voice was a little out of tune.
Logan Xiang was wet all over, and he had no idea where he got covered in mud.
What's wrong with this guy? What happened? Why did he run to my car?
There were fifty-six questions and fifty-six exclamation marks in Asher Cheng’s mind.
Just when he was about to reach out and lay Logan Xiang's body flat for a check, Logan Xiang raised his head slightly.
"Logan Xiang?" Asher Cheng rushed over and knelt beside him, gently lifting his chin, "Can you speak? Where are you hurt?"
"Brother..." Logan Xiang grinned at him, his face covered with blood or mud that made it hard to tell, "You're finally...off work."
"Stop talking nonsense! Where are you hurt?" Asher Cheng was speechless and said this in a half-dead voice. He wanted to ask why you picked me up from get off work and where we went to eat!
"I don't know... it hurts everywhere..." Logan Xiang frowned and said with difficulty, "Brother, help me."
After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes again, as if he had lost consciousness.
Asher Cheng felt a pain in his heart when he heard his last words. He carefully laid him down on the ground, took out his cell phone and dialed the emergency number.
this is my friend.
Probably got beaten up by a robber.
I'll pay for the medical expenses.
Got something in your hand?
Try to pick it out... no matter how hard you try... it comes out.
Logan Xiang slept very deeply and seemed to sleep very soundly. He didn't even have any dreams. He could feel that he had slept for eternity and it seemed like he would lose his memory as soon as he opened his eyes.
But when he opened his eyes, he did not lose his memory. The lights were on in the room, and there were blue and white cabinets and doors.
It's a hospital.
Asher Cheng rescued him and did not abandon him in the parking lot, nor did he load him into the car and throw him into the trash can.
"The child is awake," someone nearby said, "Please ring the bell to call the nurse. He is awake."
Logan Xiang wanted to turn his head to see who was talking, but found that he couldn't move. He rolled his eyes to look at himself and was stunned.
The two legs were suspended in the air as if they were about to take off.
The arms were also stiff, resting on both sides of the body.
I actually feel like I'm sleeping soundly in this position?
The person who rang the bell for him was a family member of the patient in the next bed. The doctor and the nurse came quickly. They did something on him, probably taking his temperature and blood pressure or something.
The doctor waved his fingers in front of his eyes and shone a light into his eyes.
"Where is Doctor Cheng?" Logan Xiang asked.
"I've called him," said a nurse next to him, taking the bell from his bedside and putting it in his hand. "He's in outpatient clinic today and won't be here until after work. You can rest first. If you feel unwell, ring us."
Logan Xiang's fingers gently closed, and when he grasped the button, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and tried desperately to turn his head: "Where are my things!"
"What is it? Don't move!" The nurse held his forehead. "Your things are with Doctor Cheng. Ask him when he comes."
Logan Xiang couldn't see the time. The person in the next bed told him that it was noon and he had been lying here for two days.
Logan Xiang felt groggy the whole afternoon. He woke up and fell asleep, and felt uncomfortable all the time. His skin ached, his flesh ached, his bones ached, and his head ached. In addition, he felt numb, itchy, and sore, which made him very restless.
If I had known, I should have stayed unconscious for a while longer. It would be so painful to wake up now!
And I was very nervous.
If the jade ruyi that I pulled off Uncle Harrison's neck was in Asher Cheng's hands, it would be fine. But...did I hold it in my hand the whole time? Did I drop it in the haystack? On the road? In the parking lot?
I stumbled and crawled all the way to the hospital, gritting my teeth and falling. Could it have been dropped on the way?
The doctor came again in the afternoon, and the nurses also went in and out several times to change his IV bottles and so on. Logan Xiang really wanted to ask when Asher Cheng would come, but he had already said he would come after get off work, and he was embarrassed to keep asking. Besides... he didn't know why Asher Cheng had put him in the hospital.
I could only listen to the two people in the bed next to me chatting while waking up and falling asleep.
From how each of them was injured to Obama and Putin, Logan Xiang felt so annoyed that he was about to burst.
When the door of the ward was pushed open again, Logan Xiang closed his eyes and said weakly: "Sister Nurse, can you turn up the volume of the TV for me?"
"You've recovered so quickly that you can even listen to TV?" Asher Cheng's voice rang out beside the bed.
"Doctor Cheng?" Logan Xiang was delighted and wanted to turn his head anxiously, but then he remembered the nurse told him not to move. He had to glance over there with his eyes slanted, and saw Asher Cheng's expressionless face and frowning brows.
"How do you feel?" Asher Cheng looked under the corner of the bed, bent down to take a bag from there, turned around and prepared to go to the bathroom.
"Doctor Cheng, Doctor Cheng, brother, brother..." Logan Xiang was so anxious that he kept saying, "Don't go, don't go, are my things with you?"
Asher Cheng frowned and turned to look at him: "Do you want me to hold the urine bag and chat with you?"
"I..." Logan Xiang looked at his hand, "I'm so sorry for being so good at peeing..."
When Asher Cheng came out of the toilet, the nurse came in and saw him handling the bag. She hurried over and asked, "Doctor Cheng, why don't you ask someone to help you?"
"It's okay, you guys go do your thing," Asher Cheng packed up the bag and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, "I'll stay here for a while, you guys go do your thing."
"Okay," the nurse smiled, "If you need any help, call me. I'm on duty today."
"Okay." Asher Cheng nodded and went back to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Logan Xiang waited anxiously for the nurse to leave. Asher Cheng walked to his bedside. Just as Logan Xiang was about to speak, Asher Cheng suddenly turned around and went into the bathroom.
Logan Xiang could hear that he was washing his hands. He washed for a long time and came out after a long time. He took a stool and sat at the head of his bed.
"What's wrong with you? Even if I peed on your hand, you don't have to wash it three times..." Logan Xiang lowered his voice and said anxiously, "Are all my things with you? Is the pendant also there?"
Asher Cheng glanced at him, rummaged in his pocket, and stretched out his hand. The jade ruyi swayed back and forth in front of his eyes.
"This?" Asher Cheng asked.
"Oh my god..." Xiang Xiyi felt relieved when he saw that the thing was still there, and he let out a long sigh, "I was so scared, I thought I had lost it."
"Let me ask you," Asher Cheng shook the pendant in his hand, moved closer to him, and asked in a low voice, "Were you beaten up like this because of a robbery?"
Logan Xiang turned half of his face with some effort, his eyebrows twisted into a ball: "Fcuk, I... this is Fcuking mine!"
"Yours?" Asher Cheng raised his eyebrows and held the pendant up to the light to look at it again. "This is a glass with such good water content. Is it yours? Do you know how much it costs?"
"I don't know," Logan Xiang still frowned, "This is mine, believe it or not."
Asher Cheng stared at him for a while, his voice still very low: "Logan Xiang, you told me that your father had a very malignant tumor in his stomach, and then he lost his father. You said you couldn't be hospitalized because you had to take care of your father, but then you came out of the Internet cafe. You said your name was Lucas Zhan, but you turned out to be Logan Xiang. Finally, you took out a wallet, which was mine. Now you say this thing is yours... Do you think I can believe it?"
Logan Xiang stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed deeply: "I can't believe it."
"Leave the things here first," Asher Cheng put the pendant back into his pocket, "I have time tonight, you'd better explain the matter to me clearly, how did you think of coming to me?"
"What do you think?" Logan Xiang muttered softly, "I just think you can save me."
"You have seen too many young doctors. Do you think I am Cheng Jun? Can I rush to save anyone I see?" Asher Cheng said.
"Then tell me whether you would rush forward to save the wounded or not." Logan Xiang smiled.
Asher Cheng pinched his brows: "...Yes."
"It's over," Logan Xiang smiled happily, and then lowered his eyelids after a while, "Brother, that is really mine. It was... put in my quilt when I was picked up."
"What?" Asher Cheng didn't know what to say, "You've become a picked-up misbehaving teenager again?"
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